Our last full day began with Suzanne
Steven
Seva
and me on the porch
as my breakfast came
and Sara joined us
while we noticed a fire in the valley below (perhaps trash being burnt)
as we made our way to Green Beach on the far end of the island
and admired the Atlantic side of things
as we roamed the beach
and saw the views
and most importantly the stones on the beach
and views
but focuses on the sea flowers
we could gather
and not the end of the beach or the mainland
but rather these souvenirs
against this backdrop
as the seas were elegant
and the gatherers did their thing
until we chose to depart
and get into the car
led by Sara
as we viewed our treasures and headed back to civilization
where the first gas station
did not have what we needed but fortunately the other gas station was abierto
and so we could get gas
if we paid first
and then we observed the horses who seemed incongruous at the gas station except for their statuesque appearances.
Along the way to the beach, we stopped at the grocery store
and went inside
but the real delight was in this sign outside
before we got back into the car
and made our way to Secret Beach
where we set up and were joined by Peter
as Sara demonstrated the wonderful fan I had found in the water
and while I was drinking my Diet Snapple, we realized that we had forgotten to bring glasses for the drinks
and so Peter improvised by taking the cheese container and rinsing it
and then cut the smallest of holes in its corner
so that we could funnel the drinks first into a snapple bottle
and then into a ginger ale can
even funneling the excess back into the mayonnaise container
when the soda can was full.
This didn't detract from the taste of the cheese
or from Suzanne's swim
but as the sky got dark at day's end,
we realized that we had to leave Mark and Nina, our new friends,
and head up the trail
beyond the rocks
and get into the cars
where we discovered the mustard we had left in the car
and drive up the hill
and down the road
with Peter guiding us
over the bumps
until we reached the gardens
of the W where they had exercise
and food
and graciously greeted us
and welcomed us through their doors
into W land
after we were done with the doors.
We all gathered
by the fire
and recorded the menu
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as the moon rose
and we looked out at their beach which is often closed by rough seas
but this didn't stop us from enjoying our drinks
and the food we had ordered
even as the hotel brought us complimentary drinks
and snacks
and we observed the setting sun
and Suzanne posed for one last photo
before we did the Whatever/whenever bit and headed back for showers and preparation for dinner.
We went to Bili for dinner
were we ran into Mark and Nina from the beach
before studying the menu
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which caused Seva, Peter and Suzanne to ask questions
as Sara
and I
listened to the waiter
who convinced us to have the 2 sided medalla beer
and order various appetizers
and a salad
before the main courses came with fish that didn't quite run off the plate
some more tapas
and a large vegetarian paella.
Mark left and left his business card with me so that I could return the photo he took which unfortunately did not work out well
and then the waiter took our group photo
and served us a complimentary drink before we headed home.
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Steven
Seva
and me on the porch
as my breakfast came
and Sara joined us
while we noticed a fire in the valley below (perhaps trash being burnt)
as we made our way to Green Beach on the far end of the island
and admired the Atlantic side of things
as we roamed the beach
and saw the views
and most importantly the stones on the beach
and views
but focuses on the sea flowers
we could gather
and not the end of the beach or the mainland
but rather these souvenirs
against this backdrop
as the seas were elegant
and the gatherers did their thing
until we chose to depart
and get into the car
led by Sara
as we viewed our treasures and headed back to civilization
where the first gas station
did not have what we needed but fortunately the other gas station was abierto
and so we could get gas
if we paid first
and then we observed the horses who seemed incongruous at the gas station except for their statuesque appearances.
Along the way to the beach, we stopped at the grocery store
and went inside
but the real delight was in this sign outside
before we got back into the car
and made our way to Secret Beach
where we set up and were joined by Peter
as Sara demonstrated the wonderful fan I had found in the water
and while I was drinking my Diet Snapple, we realized that we had forgotten to bring glasses for the drinks
and so Peter improvised by taking the cheese container and rinsing it
and then cut the smallest of holes in its corner
so that we could funnel the drinks first into a snapple bottle
